A few days later I received a call and it was from Rick. When I answered it, all he said was “hello slut. I want you here tomorrow. I want to see...how you held up because we’re gonna start shooting soon. Understand?”“Yes, Rick” I replied.“Good” then he said then hung up. I was worried about making sure that he was happy with me. For some reason I always want to please Rick. The next day I went to Rick’s house. How many times had I come here to be taken by Rick, trained by him to be a. Alternating between long slow strokes and just outright jackhammering from the missionary position. This is why I tend to enjoy bbw's. They just seem more able to take every ounce of power I can put into it. In that time I counted over a dozen orgasms. A little whimper in concert with that clamping down feeling which after 4 or 5 I found that she particularly enjoyed me continuing to fuck through.Fourth submissive check: Time had gone by so quickly! She had to be home by a certain time and I. So I arrived at Mr. Monroes house and knocked on the door. He answered and asked what we should do first. I told him that we should go to my favorite tack shop called The Big Red Barn. We went and bought some buckets, halters, lead ropes, cross ties, rubber floor mats, saddle racks, bridle hangers, and a new hose. When we arrived at the house we still had 3 ½, hours left so we screwed a few folding saddle racks into the wall, laid down the rubber floor mats, hung the cross ties, and set. I made three serious missteps with David. The first was in middle school. When he started to date Jan I was confused, and pulled back. I think if I had been more involved, he would never have started to drink and do drugs. He would probably have tried them; he was nothing if he wasn't adventurous. My mistake was when I got Jeff and Alan to help me convince him Jan was wrong for him. I, in effect, pulled his support system away from him. His three best friends all told him she was not the right.